Day 5, 99¢ No Jive

It’s [still] Linda on the fifth and final day of the Forever Poi promotion, our third Triple Threat Investigation Agency case.  Today, it’s still available for only $0.99.

JJ, Rey and I are hired to investigate two art gallery fires that also claimed two lives: gallery owner and partner, Carlos Kawena, and former queenpin Mary-Louise Crabtree.  The day before the fire, Carlos had a fiery break-up with his long-time partner, James-Henri Ossature.  Could James-Henri have murdered his long-time lover to collect insurance money?  Considering Mary-Louise’s dicey past, had a former foe murdered her?

The three of us encounter several potential suspects and most have ties to the art world—like beautiful Cholla Poniard, James-Henri’s half-sister.  She’s a mysterious woman with a dark, intriguing past.  Artists associated with her have died.  Two of her divorces have ended with ugly consequences for the exes.  As both men advise when asked, Cholla is a dangerous woman who will have her way at any cost.

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Day 4, One More

It’s Linda on the fourth day of the Forever Poi promotion—our third Triple Threat Investigation Agency case.  Today, through June 12th, it’s available for a trifling $0.99.

JJ, Rey and I are engaged by an insurance adjuster to investigate two art gallery fires that also claimed the lives of gallery owner and partner, Carlos Kawena, and Mary-Louise Crabtree, a former queenpin.  The three of us meet [if not clash with] a number of potential suspects.  The day before the fire, Carlos had a fiery break-up with his long-time partner, James-Henri Ossature.  Might James-Henri have murdered his long-time lover to collect insurance money?  Considering Mary-Louise’s dicey past, had a former foe murdered her?

The art world is a curious milieu replete with equally curious characters—some who don’t want us asking questions or poking our noses where they don’t belong.

Allow me to provide another excerpt:

“One call came from a burner. The area code was from the San Francisco Bay area, but who knows if that’s the actual case. The other with the shot, if that’s what it was, came from a Chicago lounge called The Soul Cole Train Express Lounge.”

Chicago? “I’m sure it was a shot.”

“I called, sweetie, and the owner said there’d been no shootings in his bar for several years.”

Damn. Who’d call from there? Had it been a wrong number—no, it couldn’t have been, because he’d mentioned “a deadly dealing” I’d had with someone he knew. The Soul Cole Train Express Lounge . . . Cole Train . . . As in Coltrane? He’d had to have been referring to the deceased Mr. Coltrane Hodgson Coltrane. Interesting that it was Chicago, once home to Xavier and Carlos and James-Henri. Was there a relation? Or was this sheer coincidence?

And what was Cash doing in San Fran—oh, bloody hell. What did it matter? The guy was an agent; he could be anywhere at any given time. But so much for Florida.

Sinking into a funky, zero-gravity leather massage recliner, a new condo addition (a Reynalda Fonne-Werde must have), Gail grabbed an icy bottle of Longboard from a fat metal bucket on a new, sleek and shiny coffee table.

“You had another call in addition to the one from the ‘associate’?” Rey slipped into the corner of a 60s-styled sectional sofa.

I was seated on the floor before the coffee table, Piggaletto at my side and Bonzo at his. Button and Bonzo were BFFs. Hopefully, my little princess wouldn’t be jealous with the new friendship. “I had a voice-mail from someone and I asked Gail to check it out. I was curious.”

Rey gazed suspiciously from me to Gail, but instead of commenting, as was custom when she was curious or skeptical, nibbled a nacho.

It was two hours since we’d left James-Henri and five minutes since Gail’s arrival. Linda was at Crabby Crabs. Hopefully, she’d have better luck there than in Kailua. The only thing gleaned from the afternoon visit to the Windward beach community was from Cam’s friends, Paula and Paulo: they’d confirmed that he frequented the café when in town, but they’d not seen him recently. Of course, it was entirely conceivable the young sister and brother were lying to protect a friend.

“Tad said he’d try to find where the burner was purchased and if he lucks in, he’ll keep digging.” Gail dipped a blue-corn nacho chip into a huge bowl of guacamole and eyed it hungrily. “He’s like a dog with a bone.”

A stomach stitch stole my breath. Cash had claimed the same of me.

Rey watched the pig with a critical eye. “What was Linda thinking?”

“He’s cute,” I said in his defense, tugging a fuzzy ear playfully. He pressed his snout into my thigh.

“Very,” Gail agreed. “Where is Linda, anyway?”

“Working on one of two cases.” Rey gave a quick rundown.

And I offered one re Cam. Then I relayed what little we’d learned about the gallery fires.

“I can fill in a few small holes,” Gail said, leaning forward. “Did you know Ossature had a gallery in Kahala and that it burned down five years ago?”

Rey confirmed that we did. “According to the police, the fire was an accident.”

With a nod, she munched another nacho. “I have some family facts. His mother, Paris-born Josephine Ossature Illege, moved to live with Casper “Money Bags” Reede in Switzerland, near the French border, two years after James-Henri was born. They traveled a lot. He owned a house here on Oahu, a condo in Spain, and one in Florida.

“His biological father, however, was William Wilford Vaunt, a British eccentric, who also fathered a girl named Cholla. James-Henri and Cholla met later in life, at an art showing in Paris, not long after she graduated from London Business School.”

“We met Cholla recently,” Rey said, wrinkling her nose. “An Audry Hepburn ‘Gigi’ wannabe.”

“I hear she’s a stunner.”

“And then some,” my cousin said flatly.

“We also met Richard Vaunt recently,” I said. “I wonder if he’s a relation.”

“Ekeka’s the name he goes by,” Rey added.

“William Wilford Vaunt was quite a playboy and not one to settle down with the same woman for too long,” Gail grinned. “Vaunt—or Wil-Wil as he was later called in his circle—ended up permanently on Oahu in the late 80s.”

I smiled wryly and Rey snickered.

“Vaunt ended up marrying Richard’s, uh, Ekeka’s mother, Elizabeth Mary Oha, who hailed from California originally. Unfortunately, she was shish-kabobed by a tree branch during an intense thunderstorm. Vaunt married once more—to Leslie-Annabelle Scanlon—and was killed not long after.”

“And how was he killed?” Rey asked, curious.

“He hit his head on the upper deck of his classic sailboat, a ’34 ketch, and fell into the ocean. They never found his body.”

Rey and I gazed at each other, lips drawn. Interesting.

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Day 3, for You, Not Me

It’s Linda on the third day of the Forever Poi promotion, an exciting Triple Threat Investigation case, if I do say so myself.  Today, through June 12th, it’s available for a mere $0.99.

We’ve been engaged by an insurance adjuster to investigate two art gallery arsons, which also claimed the lives of gallery owner and partner, Carlos Kawena, and former queenpin, Mary-Louise Crabtree.  JJ and Rey and I encounter several possible suspects.  The day before the fire, Carlos had a heated break-up with his partner, James-Henri Ossature.  Could James-Henri have killed his long-time lover to collect insurance money?  Given Mary-Louise’s sketchy past, might a former foe have murdered her?

Perhaps we can tantalize you with an excerpt . . .

“Why do you suppose he’s not returned calls?” Rey asked as we followed the Jag along Kapiolani, five cars behind. “Guilt? Sadness? A combination of?”

“Only he can answer that.”

“Who’s the woman looking very Audrey Hepburn?”

“The same one I’ve seen twice already.”

“But who is she?”

“Your guess is—”

“As good as mine, yeah.”

“Xavier mentioned a half sister. Maybe that’s her.”

“From what little I’ve seen, there’s absolutely no resemblance. James-Henri has a dumpling nose and a donut-round face.”

“And he has hazel eyes while hers are powder-blue,” I added. “I did say ‘maybe’.”

“She’s certainly very attractive. And that designer red lipstick is awesome.”

The sporty car pulled into one of three empty spaces before a row of unexceptional townhouse-condos near Ward and Prospect. Most had once been dusty pink and were now just plain dusty. I maneuvered into a parking spot on the street.

Rey scanned stores and checked her cell. “That’s Carlos’ place.”

“He did have financial issues according to Ald.”

She gestured the duo. “They don’t appear to want to do much but yak and watch.”

“Maybe they know we’re back here.”

“Then why stop?”

“You got me,” I replied with a fleeting smile, keeping a vigilant eye on the two lest they shot off again.

“He must have a key.”

I concurred.

“It’s odd that Carlos lived here and James-Henri there. I mean, they were lovers, at least until recently. I can’t imagine one allowing the other to live in such a . . . a blah place.”

“Blah?” I grinned.

“Ugly. Cheap. It’s not in keeping with the lifestyle or persona he was projecting.”

“You mean successful gallery owner?” I asked dryly, noting that neither sportscar occupant appeared anxious or concerned.

Rey grunted into her cell when taiko drumming announced a call. “We got James-Henri and an Audrey Hepburn wannabe in sight. What’s up? You at the office?” She glanced at me and shrugged. After a few uh-huhs, she disconnected. “Lindy-Loo wants us to head home when we’re able.”

“Is she all right?”

“She’s something, that’s for sure,” my cousin replied flatly and gestured. “Our prey aren’t doing much.”

“Either are we,” I said regretfully.

“To hell with that.” With Reynalda Fonne-Werde melodramatic (reckless) flair, my cousin sprang from the Jeep and strode purposefully to the Jag.

Three minutes later, she returned with an expression wavering between triumph and self-satisfaction. “James-Henri’ll meet us at two at a coffee house on Bishop just off Queen. Cholla, his ‘sister’, will not.” My cousin smiled haughtily. “That gal’s a stunner and f’g snooty. That Borgia ring you mentioned looks like the real deal. And those diamond studs have to be four carats. Besides a slight but obvious French accent, she likes to throw around French phrases like bien sûr and c’est pareil.”

“Is her accent as real as Ekeka’s British one?” I asked drolly.

“It sounds legit.” She swung into the passenger’s seat. “Let’s see what James-Henri has to say when we grill him.”

“So, Cous, do tell: what are they doing here?”

“Deciding if they should enter Carlos’ place to grab something.”

“Such as?”

“A little noir book.”

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Day Two, 99 cents for You

Aloha Tuesday.  It’s Linda again, plugging the Forever Poi promotion.

Our last case, Forever Poi, is available for a mere $0.99 today . . . right through June 12.

Poi is our third official case (the fourth mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series).  We’ve been employed by insurance adjuster Xavier Shillingford to investigate the torching of two art galleries, which also claimed two lives—gallery owner and partner, Carlos Kawena, and Mary-Louise Crabtree, a former queenpin.  Who was the actual/intended victim?  And who was collateral damage?

JJ and Rey and I encounter several possible suspects.  The day before the fire, Carlos had a nasty break-up with his partner, James-Henri Ossature.   Could James-Henri have killed his long-time lover to collect insurance?  Given Mary-Louise’s sketchy past, might a former foe have murdered her?

The three of us learn a lot about the art world and meet a few intriguing [if not treacherous] art-world individuals.  Watching our backs is just one of our worries.

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Day 1, A Modicum

I hope this post finds you doing amazingly well.  It’s Linda here, for the Forever Poi promotion.

Our last case, Forever Poi, is available for a modicum—a mere $0.99 today through June 12!  So, if you’ve been saving those pennies for a rainy day, maybe this is that day?

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In the event you’re not familiar with it, it’s our third official (paying) assignment and the fourth mystery in the Triple Threat Investigation Agency series.  We’re hired by insurance adjuster Xavier Shillingford to assist in the investigation of a double arson which burned down two art galleries, and also claimed two lives: Carlos Kawena, a gallery partner/owner and Mary-Louise Crabtree, a former queenpin.

It soon becomes evident that the fires were not set by a professional torch but by someone wanting to kill one or both of the deceased.  JJ and Rey and I encounter a plethora of possible culprits.  The day before the fire, Carlos had an “ugly break-up” with his partner, James-Henri Ossature.  Severe financial issues existed, too.  Could James-Henri have done the dastardly deed to collect insurance and be rid of his lover?  What about Mary-Louise Crabtree?  Given her sketchy past, might a former foe have murdered her?  If so, was Carlos merely collateral damage?

A challenging case to say the least.  I hope you find it as exciting as we did!

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Back tomorrow!

Mi-Mi-Mi . . . Me-Me-Me

This is one of those shameless self-promotion posts about . . . me, me, me.

WPNextChapter1My author page is now live on Next Chapter’s new website:

https://www.nextchapter.pub/authors/tyler-colins

Feel free to explore the Triple Threat Investigation Agency mystery series directly on the book pages, which include free previews of all the books (The Connecticut Corpse Caper, Can You Hula like Hilo Hattie, Coco’s Nuts, and Forever Poi.)

A new feature: there’s direct commenting on the author and book pages.  I can communicate directly with readers.  As Rey might say: gotta love that.

If you have a minute or two, perhaps you’d like to take a quick look-see?

Take care everyone—please continue to stay safe and be well!

A Simple Wednesday Morning Shameless Self-Promotion

The Boss has a lot on her plate re the 9-to-5 and mom-care right now, so the three of us engaged in “rock paper scissors” to see who’d post today.  Linda won, but managed to bang up her finger (and her temperament).  Rey’s feeling fairly fatigued so, you have me, JJ, today. 

The post isn’t about me or the agency, but about our boss.  Her building has a monthly newsletter and they featured a brief, informative interview written by the lovely fellow dweller, Judith Michael.  It certainly helped rally her flagging spirits. So, I thought I’d share it here . . . because I’m all for some simple shameless self-promotion (even if it’s for someone else).

The WestClair’s Writer:  Tyler Colins

Look no further than The WestClair to find Tyler Colins, our resident writer.  While Tyler has written both fiction and non-fiction, her focus is on writing mysteries.  She has completed four books in the Triple Threat Mysteries and is well into writing the fifth.

The series centers around three strong female private investigators with distinct and unique personalities. According to Tyler, JJ, the narrator, is calm, mature, and thoughtful.  Her cousin Rey is brash, impetuous, melodramatic, and “won’t take ‘no’ for an answer”.  Rey’s best friend Linda, is smart and a little “nerdy”.

Tyler gravitated to the Triple Threat saying, “I liked the characters or they liked me . . . they wanted me to be their boss”. Of the three women, Tyler’s favourite is Rey because “I want to be her.”

When asked to describe “the unique voice” of her writing style, Tyler likened it to “a 1950’s lounge – easy going, beatnik, laid back, with a cool feel”.  The laid-back vibe of her writing is in contrast to the busyness of Tyler’s life. In addition to writing, she edits fiction for a company in Japan, has a full-time job in human resources, and looks after her mother.

You can find out more about Tyler’s work on her blog https://thewritersgrabbag.com/ Her books can be purchased from Amazon and some will be available from The WestClair Library when the second-floor lounge reopens. It’s best to begin with The Connecticut Corpse Caper, the first of the Triple Threat Mysteries and initially written as a stand-alone book.     as written both fiction and non-fiction, her focus is on writing mysteries.  She has completed four books in the Triple Threat Mysteries and is well into writing the fifth.

WPallselfThe series centers around three strong female private investigators with distinct and unique personalities. According to Tyler, JJ, the narrator, is calm, mature, and thoughtful.  Her cousin Rey is brash, impetuous, melodramatic, and “won’t take ‘no’ for an answer”.  Rey’s best friend Linda, is smart and a little “nerdy”.

Thanks so much, Judith!  The gals and I are very appreciative.

Continue to stay safe, everyone.

Day 5 . . . High Five

Hey-ho, it’s Rey.  The Boss is having a meltdown; they’ve changed WordPress and she can’t find anything!! I can’t blame her (it’s <bleeping< annoying).

Not only is Forever Poi, the fourth Triple Threat Investigation Agency mystery, still available today for 99 cents . . . so is Coco’s Nuts!  Woo-hoo (do people still say that?)  He-he.

So-o, you may already know what Poi is about, but just in case, there’s a wee rundown below, let me tell you about crazy Coco, someone we tracked down in our second official case as Oahu private eyes. 

JJ, Linda and I have to prove that socialite-turned-trucker Buddy Feuer didn’t shoot her boss, infamous entrepreneur Jimmy Picolo.  Despite what police believe and evidence suggests, we’re sure Buddy has been set up. In our search for answers, we have to contend with a slew of suspects.  A lot of people hated Picolo enough to kill him, but locating the one who pulled the trigger really proves challenging. Our detecting travels lead us along a few detours—like the world of gambling and “limb-breakers”.  

Forever Poi has the three of us at Triple Threat Investigation Agency (that name, by the by, was my awesome idea) tracking down the culprit that torched two Chinatown art galleries . . . and left two charred bodies in the rubble.  There’s a slew of suspects: a haughty gallery owner with a questionable past, an art consultant as treacherous as she is beautiful, a risk-happy photographer who lives on the edge, and an aspiring manager with a dicey history.  There are some great motives, too . . . like a major insurance pay-out, an ugly break-up, vengeance, and a cover-up for past transgressions. 

Here are a couple of Amazon links:

Hope I piqued your interest!  Catch ya tomorrow (if Boss Lady doesn’t cancel WordPress)!

Day Four, One More – Forever Poi Discount

Forever Poi, the fourth Triple Threat Investigation Agency mystery, is [still] available today, on the fourth day of promotion . . . for 99 cents!

For those not in the know, this is the third official case for the ever enthusiastic female P.I.s and a challenging/exciting one it is, too.

JJ, Rey and Linda, the trio running the Triple Threat Investigation Agency (that name, by the by, was Rey’s contribution) are hired to find the culprit that torched two Chinatown art galleries and left two charred bodies in the rubble.  There’s a slew of suspects: a haughty gallery owner with a questionable past, an art consultant as treacherous as she is beautiful, a risk-happy photographer who lives on the edge, and an aspiring manager with a dicey history.  All have viable motives: a major insurance pay-out, an ugly relationship break-up, vengeance, and/or a cover-up for past transgressions. 

If your curiosity is piqued, please check it/them out.

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Day Three for Me – Forever Poi still at a Discount

Forever Poi, the fourth Triple Threat Investigation Agency mystery, is [still] available today for 99 cents.

It’s Linda on post patrol once again today.

Yesterday, I shared how much an exciting case this was.  I’m hoping you’ll think the same.  Won’t you please partake …?

A rundown: the three of us are hired to find out who set ablaze two upscale Chinatown art galleries and left a couple charcoal-broiled bodies in the ashes.  There’s no short list of suspects.  We have an arrogant gallery owner with a dubious history, an art consultant as cunning as she is stunning, a photographer who enjoys danger, and a few folks with dicey histories.  Motives abound, too: insurance pay-outs, relationship break-ups, out-and-out revenge, and cover-ups for past wrongdoings.

For those that might be a wee bit curious, here are Amazon links:

https://www.amazon.com/Tyler-Colins/e/B01KHOZAL2%3Fref=dbs_a_mng_rwt_scns_share

https://www.amazon.com/Forever-Triple-Threat-Mysteries-Book-ebook/dp/B07V2B4KZC/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=forever+poi&qid=1583673131&s=digital-text&sr=1-1

https://www.amazon.com/Forever-Poi-Triple-Threat-Mysteries/dp/1079716483/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=&sr=

Happy Wednesday everyone!